Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Russia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Patti Smith to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Detroit Cobras,
Todd Terry,
Zapp,
Sixth Finger,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dennis Brown,
The Fuzztones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nick Fraelich,
The Golliwogs,
The Blackbyrds,
Brick,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Byron Stingily,
The Grass Roots,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deakin,
Janne Schatter,
Bootsy Collins,
Chrome,
Motorama,
Erykah Badu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Flamin' Groovies,
James White and The Blacks,
Eric Copeland,
Quadrant,
OOIOO,
Unrelated Segments,
Television Personalities,
Cybotron,
Altered Images,
JFA,
Roxy Music,
One Last Wish,
Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Real Kids,
Smog,
Nico,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Womack,
The Cramps,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tim Buckley,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
Suicide,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Whodini,
Yaz,
Bobby Byrd,
Connie Case,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harry Pussy,
Essential Logic,
Trumans Water,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.